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Shout! (Shout!)
(Count on me, I'm gonna win the race)
(Count on me, I'm gonna win the race)
Room-dah-bee-boom-bee-whippering-dong
Room-dah-bee-boom-bee-whippering-dong
Now shut the door, keep down to south
(Shut the door, keep down to south)
(Shut the door, keep down to south)
Are you ever gonna push me let me run and let me do
I need it and I'm ready and I haven't got a clue
Not any track is turning, but the race is in my head
I'm attacking the illusion, but the stopping drives me mad
Time is running out and the illusion fades away
Time is running out another day is on its way
On the fast lane of the street I'm driving
Sometimes, somewhere, I'm arriving
Every day and every night
Not any track is turning, but the race is in my head
I'm attacking the illusion, but the stopping drives me mad
Give me the race! (Give me the race!)
Another sun was shining and he knew he wasn't great
He didn't ever talk about, he knew he couldn't wait
Are you ever gonna push me? Let me run and let me do
I need it and I'm ready and I haven't got a clue
Not any track is turning, but the race is in my head
I'm attacking the illusion, but the stopping drives me mad
Why? (Why?)
Good afternoon, ladies and gentlemen
This is Billy Mc’Closky from Palm Springs, reporting for NBC Sports of
America
Twenty seconds to the start of the thirty-first formula race, on a hot,
Sunny afternoon, here in California
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